Spread joy in the arms of the cold male god

Chapter 167 You Move Back

Hearing this, Lu Jingyan curled his lips silently, and opened his mouth unhurriedly, telling the truth a little deliberately, "Potato porridge, pumpkin and millet porridge, cabbage porridge, spinach soup, I remember that these are all things that are easy to eat after a fever. Food to eat?"

Song Xiaolin choked for a moment, and suddenly became a little angry: "Don't be narcissistic, I'm not because of the breakfast you cooked, whether you like it or not." But after all, her heart is not made of iron and stone, there is no way Really turned a blind eye, and asked sullenly, "By the way, you... are you feeling better now?"

He was obviously worried, but he insisted on pretending to be indifferent.

People, sometimes very contradictory.

He nodded slightly, "Well, I'm fine."

But with hindsight, she faintly sensed that something was wrong.

How did he know he had a fever?It was obvious that he was already unconscious from the heat last night, plus she was just shopping for a vegetable, how could he suddenly burn so badly? It didn't make any sense at all. Moreover, he seemed to have premeditated, knowing everything well.

Suddenly, the wet white shirt and suit pants came back to my mind.

Wet white shirt, suit pants...

Something seems to be gradually stringing together in my mind.

Song Xiaolin frowned unconsciously, and asked suspiciously, "You also know that you have a fever?"

Lu Jingyan lowered his eyes, appearing a little careless, "Well, I woke up this morning feeling a little headache, so I probably know I have a fever." After a pause, he suddenly raised his eyes and glanced at the The few clothes on the balcony swaying wantonly in the wind, his and hers, white, black and red are intertwined, and they are extraordinarily bright. Distant tenderness, "Child, you can no longer live here, it's too dangerous...you can move back."

The last few words were so hoarse that it was almost impossible to make a sound.

Mixed with a heavy breath.

move back?
Where to move back?

Move back to the home where she lived with him for 14 years?

Outside the snow-white city wall, there are grasses growing, purple Rolandia blooms beside the iron gate, and the swings sway with the wind. The path paved with marble tiles leads to the brightly lit villas at the end. In the distance, is The sunset slanted westward, rendered into a painting.

Song Xiaolin understood immediately, but she asked knowingly, "What? Where do you move back?"

"Move in and live with me." There was a faint sense of powerlessness in the slightly hoarse voice.

Probably even Lu Jingyan himself felt that this request seemed too unrealistic, so he didn't have much confidence, his voice slowly settled down mixed with the dust in the air, almost inaudible, "Your room, keep it, Mrs. Wu Every week, I will clean and replace the sheets with new ones, clean and exactly the same as when you left."

But she didn't have the slightest emotional fluctuation because of his words, and she even wanted to laugh: "Mr. Lu, do you think I should be moved? But what kind of identity should I return to Lu's house now?"

In the past, she was an adopted child in his family.

But five years ago, she left long ago.

Now at the age of 25, he is no longer a child.

So, she has no reason to live there anymore.

Song Xiaolin scooped up a mouthful of porridge and fed it into her mouth. It was a little hot. She said vaguely and self-consciously: "Besides, I will live back to Lu's house now. Will Aunt An agree? Your mother didn't like it at all. Me, and your 1.5-meter-long little girl who likes to read romance books, won't you mind?" She stopped her voice, and slowly took a step forward on her toes, although she was much shorter than him, she was not imposing. She didn't lose much, her eyes were charming and pure, and she took out the state she was in when she was filming, and asked lightly: "Lu Jingyan, did you bring other women home?"

Hearing this, Lu Jingyan's eyes suddenly darkened, and his gloomy gaze stayed on her all the time, locking her firmly in them. There was a bit of inquiry in his dark eyes, as if he wanted to penetrate her heart to the end. Thinking about something, after a long while, he opened his mouth slightly coldly, "There is no other woman—" After a pause, his voice suddenly became a little hoarse, "From the beginning to the end, it was only you."

Every word and every sentence is affectionate.

The coolest person speaks the most beautiful love words.

Like the sun in June in winter, melting the ice and snow.

That love is swallowed into the body inch by inch, unforgettable.

Song Xiaolin instinctively glanced away, not daring to meet his gaze, her cheeks gradually became hotter, as if she was about to burn, although she really couldn't control this heartbeat, she sneered at these words: "That Su Ling What about Ling?"

At the beginning, regardless of Aunt An's objection, he wanted to be with Su Lingling no matter what, even in the seventh year after they broke up, but after two months of reunion, he was about to marry Su Lingling.

Even the wedding reception was set up.

At that time, no one in Beicheng knew,
The young master of the Lu family fell in love with the wildest rose in Beicheng.

It can be said that it was spread up and down, and everyone knew it, so she had nowhere to hide, so she could only go to France with a heart full of wounds.

In the end, although they were not married, they don't know why.

But at the beginning, he repeatedly rejected her because of Su Lingling.

Even at the expense of betraying the birthday wish he had promised her.

He said that all of this was his fault and his fault. It was his negligence in teaching her that made her develop fantasies and feelings for him that she shouldn't have.

From the very beginning, he attributed her love to a wrong existence.

He killed this love with his own hands.

Well, as he wishes.

But five years have passed, and when things changed, she was enough to let go of all this, but in the end, he said that there was no other woman by his side, and she was the only one from the beginning to the end.

It's ridiculous.

With all the past, how does he want her to believe this sentence again?
She has no courage.

She no longer wants to be a gambler in love.

At this moment, Song Xiaolin is obsessed with Su Lingling, but Lu Jingyan seems to be more obsessed with the 1.5-meter-old girl she said loves to read romance letters.

If it was only mentioned once, he might not take it to heart.

But she took the trouble to mention it again and again.

This time, he finally faintly sensed whether she had misunderstood something.

"My child, I will tell you about Su Lingling later, but now I want to know what you mean by the 1.5-meter-old girl who likes to read romance books?"

She retorted: "What do you mean? Don't you have any points in your heart? What? Are you guilty of being a thief? Don't dare to admit it?"

He was caught in her words and was at a loss.

　I wish you all a happy New Year's Day, it's a holiday, you can add more! (ω)
　　
　
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